My name is Walther and I'm from Germany. My last name will always be unknown, because it's a secret...
I have got some troubles with the English language.
This is a picture of me and the guys at one of the reunion parties, that me and my war-pals arrange. ->
Just this pic is from 1990, when I was in Stalingrad for the first time for 40 years.
It was then I met my "room-mates"-mum. A wonderful lady that sadly had to go back to Russia after she gave birth to Anzhelika. Anzehlika still lives with me and she's a very very beautiful girl.
As you probably understand I'm a war-veteran... Time's that I never talk about, with exception of my war-pals.
What does a German war veteran on his spare time?
Well, I like to hang out with my old friend Elsa, drinking beer and talking old times. She was the one who helped me out when I immigrated. So we are way back!
Then I like to spend time with Anzehlika.
I also like gardening... Tha'ts why I've got a garden in my mansion! Or, its in the basement actually.
My Apartments
Me and Anzehlika lives in the penthouses, in block 22. It's two lovely apartments...
You maybe have heard some stories about what happens here.. But they aren't true!
I almost never leave the building, because I'm so very, very old. You can almost say that I'm so old that this guy: ... is younger.
Or almost, he IS younger... but thats not so hard...
I know.. Now you all wonder; WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE GARDEN?
Because that's also one of the private things that I never talk about...
If you want to know something about me, come over "for a cup of te".
Storm in the AwCe
I woke up from my coma, that I've been in since Tuesday, and looked out the window.
Awesome, it was raining.... I could just stayed in that coma for once...
But no, Anzehlika came and electroshocked me up!
I made her change my outfit, make brunch to me, brush my hair... and some other stuff ;). She seemed a bit stressed up.. Don't know why? It's just a normal day.. maybe she have done something she shouldn't do...? Have she meet someone??? She now what i think about that!!!
She just told me the HORRIBLE news... fingerman is dead!!! Killed by some sort of umbrella... I don't know that to do know!! He was the only one, besides Elsa that I really trusted... He wouldn't ever leave me! He was to ugly to find someone else... Is the truth.. But he was a fine, fine man!
Now who's gonna take Anzehlika out for a walk? Take her shopping? Make her make food to me??
It took me 12 years to find such a nice, trust able guy... the quality that he had.. DAMN! My live has been ruined.. Well.. better fix a ad in some newspaper and fix some auditions... Don't know if my heart can take that.. ><
Anzehlika seems even more concerned then me... wonder what's up with that girl..? So horrible isn't it.. I mean, you can always exchange people!
Oh, well, the "storm"? But she haven't seen a REAL storm! In the big Wars there was storms... In these times we had real storms.. Now it's just baby storms and everyone freaks out without any reason.
She screamed about that wannabe-storm and asked me to go to my wheelchair, because it wasn't "safe" in our apartment... And that we "had to go".. Scheisse!
So, I refused and she carried me! SCORE! I didn't have to walk.. another victory for the German Soldier!
All the sudden she disappeared... Wtf? Did she just leave me? HOW DARE SHE LEAVE ME ON THE WHEELCHAIR?!
Oh... all that anger made me kind of tired...
Zzzzzzzz...
Where am I? Where is Anzehlika?! Where is Fingerman?? Why is it so many people here?
... Wait a minute.. Is that vodka???
I must be dead... this is heaven.. OW! There is Elsa! Noo... is she dead?
- Elsa! Why are you dead?
- I ain't dead your old coyote!
- .... Vodka?
- Hell yeah! You wanna have drink and laugh at this Sovjet-architecture with me?
- Sovjet? HA! I ain't gonna stay here for long then! I would be safer in Nagasaki... but that with the vodka didn't sound so bad.
- Well.. Lets go over to the vodka-stock!
I've maybe haven't said this... I can walk, the wheelchair is only because I'm a lazyyyyyy old man.. Just like the feeling of not have to walk and being pushed around by Anzehlika. She is my angel! Don't know what I would do if she left me...
Elsa and me had a goooood time! But after a hour I was pretty drunk... so...
Zzzzzzzzz.....
Where is Anzehlika!?!? Wheeeere is Fingerman when i need him?
... Yeah.. right... he is dead.. damn...
I guess that Anzehlika finally have left me now when Fingerman can't keep her with me...
What to do? I'm almost to old to raise a new "orphan"... Well.. I've always my little thai-boy..
He will never leave me! Maybe because he is tied to my wheelchair.. or locked in my wardrobe.
But that is going to change! I'm gonna make him a own, bigger wardrobe to stay in! And I'll maybe even learn him English!
Yes... or... well... yeah... or.. no... I.. no... yes.. I COULD raise a new orphan...
Wait!!!! There she is!
- ANZEHLIKA YOUR STRUMPET! GET YOUR BIG AS HEINIE OVER HERE! Get me some food, your mental defective women!
She's my angel... Hope she brings me pancakes.. I love pancakes!! It was the only thing I missed in the great wars. Once, when we had eaten dog to dinner, I remember how a guy, named Guy, walked over to me. He had big pupils and talked really fast. The last thing he sad were something about "pancakes". Then he died of some food poison of some kind...
Since then I wanted pancakes.. in 3 years! Until I come home and had the chance to eat it.. that was a nice day..
ZzzzzZzzzZZZzzzz.....
Damn! I have to stop falling asleep! I'm kinda missing out my life here...
Well, well.. shouldn't I do something?
Mh! Pancakes! Right... Eh... where am I?
Think I'm going senile... But that haven't stopped me before? Or has it?
HEY
HELLO!
My name is Walther and I'm from Germany. My last name will always be unknown, because it's a secret...
I have got some troubles with the English language.
This is a picture of me and the guys at one of the reunion parties, that me and my war-pals arrange. ->
Just this pic is from 1990, when I was in Stalingrad for the first time for 40 years.
It was then I met my "room-mates"-mum. A wonderful lady that sadly had to go back to Russia after she gave birth to Anzhelika. Anzehlika still lives with me and she's a very very beautiful girl.
As you probably understand I'm a war-veteran... Time's that I never talk about, with exception of my war-pals.
What does a German war veteran on his spare time?
Well, I like to hang out with my old friend Elsa, drinking beer and talking old times. She was the one who helped me out when I immigrated. So we are way back!
Then I like to spend time with Anzehlika.
I also like gardening... Tha'ts why I've got a garden in my mansion! Or, its in the basement actually.
My Apartments
Me and Anzehlika lives in the penthouses, in block 22. It's two lovely apartments...
You maybe have heard some stories about what happens here.. But they aren't true!
I almost never leave the building, because I'm so very, very old. You can almost say that I'm so old that this guy:
Or almost, he IS younger... but thats not so hard...
I know.. Now you all wonder; WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE GARDEN?
Because that's also one of the private things that I never talk about...
If you want to know something about me, come over "for a cup of te".
Storm in the AwCe
I woke up from my coma, that I've been in since Tuesday, and looked out the window.
Awesome, it was raining.... I could just stayed in that coma for once...
But no, Anzehlika came and electroshocked me up!
I made her change my outfit, make brunch to me, brush my hair... and some other stuff ;). She seemed a bit stressed up.. Don't know why? It's just a normal day.. maybe she have done something she shouldn't do...? Have she meet someone??? She now what i think about that!!!
She just told me the HORRIBLE news... fingerman is dead!!! Killed by some sort of umbrella... I don't know that to do know!! He was the only one, besides Elsa that I really trusted... He wouldn't ever leave me! He was to ugly to find someone else... Is the truth.. But he was a fine, fine man!
Now who's gonna take Anzehlika out for a walk? Take her shopping? Make her make food to me??
It took me 12 years to find such a nice, trust able guy... the quality that he had.. DAMN! My live has been ruined.. Well.. better fix a ad in some newspaper and fix some auditions... Don't know if my heart can take that.. ><
Anzehlika seems even more concerned then me... wonder what's up with that girl..? So horrible isn't it.. I mean, you can always exchange people!
Oh, well, the "storm"? But she haven't seen a REAL storm! In the big Wars there was storms... In these times we had real storms.. Now it's just baby storms and everyone freaks out without any reason.
She screamed about that wannabe-storm and asked me to go to my wheelchair, because it wasn't "safe" in our apartment... And that we "had to go".. Scheisse!
So, I refused and she carried me! SCORE! I didn't have to walk.. another victory for the German Soldier!
All the sudden she disappeared... Wtf? Did she just leave me? HOW DARE SHE LEAVE ME ON THE WHEELCHAIR?!
Oh... all that anger made me kind of tired...
Zzzzzzzz...
Where am I? Where is Anzehlika?! Where is Fingerman?? Why is it so many people here?
... Wait a minute.. Is that vodka???
I must be dead... this is heaven.. OW! There is Elsa! Noo... is she dead?
- Elsa! Why are you dead?
- I ain't dead your old coyote!
- .... Vodka?
- Hell yeah! You wanna have drink and laugh at this Sovjet-architecture with me?
- Sovjet? HA! I ain't gonna stay here for long then! I would be safer in Nagasaki... but that with the vodka didn't sound so bad.
- Well.. Lets go over to the vodka-stock!
I've maybe haven't said this... I can walk, the wheelchair is only because I'm a lazyyyyyy old man.. Just like the feeling of not have to walk and being pushed around by Anzehlika. She is my angel! Don't know what I would do if she left me...
Elsa and me had a goooood time! But after a hour I was pretty drunk... so...
Zzzzzzzzz.....
Where is Anzehlika!?!? Wheeeere is Fingerman when i need him?
... Yeah.. right... he is dead.. damn...
I guess that Anzehlika finally have left me now when Fingerman can't keep her with me...
What to do? I'm almost to old to raise a new "orphan"... Well.. I've always my little thai-boy..
He will never leave me! Maybe because he is tied to my wheelchair.. or locked in my wardrobe.
But that is going to change! I'm gonna make him a own, bigger wardrobe to stay in! And I'll maybe even learn him English!
Yes... or... well... yeah... or.. no... I.. no... yes.. I COULD raise a new orphan...
Wait!!!! There she is!
- ANZEHLIKA YOUR STRUMPET! GET YOUR BIG AS HEINIE OVER HERE! Get me some food, your mental defective women!
She's my angel... Hope she brings me pancakes.. I love pancakes!! It was the only thing I missed in the great wars. Once, when we had eaten dog to dinner, I remember how a guy, named Guy, walked over to me. He had big pupils and talked really fast. The last thing he sad were something about "pancakes". Then he died of some food poison of some kind...
Since then I wanted pancakes.. in 3 years! Until I come home and had the chance to eat it.. that was a nice day..
ZzzzzZzzzZZZzzzz.....
Damn! I have to stop falling asleep! I'm kinda missing out my life here...
Well, well.. shouldn't I do something?
Mh! Pancakes! Right... Eh... where am I?
Think I'm going senile... But that haven't stopped me before? Or has it?
HEY